People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 362

On the tower protruding from the city wall, only Lothar and some remnants of the Texas wolf tribe were left, blood and stumps were everywhere, and the howling of wolves and humans were full of angry cries, intertwined into a symphony of death.

Although Banruo solved the opponent, the battle was far from over.

Battles took place almost everywhere on the walls of Wolfburg. The enemy's superiority in both quantity and quality forced Giuliano, who was in command, to send all the reserve forces except his own guards to the battlefield.

At this time.

Dozens of werewolves of different fur and color jumped onto the city wall. They were obviously the new force reserved by the expeditionary force. At this critical moment, they appeared on a precarious defense line.

The commander of the expeditionary force, who was watching the situation on the battlefield from a distance, frowned. These "humble people" and "rebels" were surprisingly resilient.Obviously it looks like it is about to collapse, but it can always be maintained in a precarious state.

He was forced to increase his troops several times, but Giuliano is obviously in charge of the overall situation. Whenever the defense line is about to be breached, he will always send a new force to plug the gap and bring the situation back to the "shaky" state.

"It's time to stop here, Giuliano, I don't believe you have any new troops left."

The commander of the expeditionary force ordered the messengers to blow the horn. Before the war began, the strength of the enemy and us was very different.

On the first night of the raid, the expeditionary force and the Texas Wolf Clan suffered similar losses.

The difference is that several centurions died in the expeditionary force.

In the course of the battle just now, more than ten centurions were lost. As a result, half of the top combat power of the entire expeditionary force has been consumed, which can be called a serious injury.

Today, these dozens of elite pure-blood wolf clans are really the bottom line of the expeditionary force.

Dozens of pure-blooded wolves charging at the same time brought a terrifying sense of oppression. These burly wolves with an average height of more than three meters cannot be stopped by the exhausted troops of Texas. have to.

"Come on, old boys, it's time for us to play."

Giuliano sighed and looked at the dozen or so wolf warriors of the pro-guards.

"Patriarch, do you want to go too?"

"It's time to desperately."

Giuliano said in a deep voice: "In Worfburg, all warriors who are capable of fighting have all been sent to the city wall, and the disabled, cooks, wounded, and those who can get up have all been sent to the front by me. We It's the last remaining force."

Hey--

The captain of the personal guard didn't say anything more. The last fresh army of the enemy was led by a powerful centurion, and dozens of pure-blood wolves were top-notch even at the corner level. Compared with these old bones, their strength was really different There is a disparity.

"Are you afraid?"

Giuliano straightened his chest and held down the saber at his waist. The patriarch of Basilicata, who hadn't made a move for a long time, showed an aura at this moment that far exceeded that of an ordinary centurion.

The captain of the personal guard laughed loudly: "I'm afraid, it's just that you old guy didn't have time to apologize to Nina before you died. I'm afraid you won't be at peace after you die."

Giuliano had a complicated expression: "Yeah, it's always a pity that I haven't apologized."

The captain of the personal guard raised his tone: "Hey, old guy, don't even think about asking me to help you pass the message. After this battle is over, your chance of surviving is much higher than mine."

Giuliano shook his head with a wry smile. He pulled out the sword at his waist, and the expression on his face became firm again: "Guards, charge with me and kill these shameful invaders."

"Prepare for the shock."

"Heavy crossbowmen ready!"

"The patriarch's support is here!"

Shocked by the charge of the dozens of pure-blood wolves, the Texas wolves saw Giuliano leave the field in person, and their morale improved slightly, but as the burly werewolves crashed into their formation, Among them, this barely raised morale, after all, still cannot smooth out the huge gap in strength between the enemy and us.

One after another wolf warriors were killed.

Giuliano could only watch helplessly as a bodyguard who had followed him for many years was torn to pieces under the siege of three werewolves, but he couldn't even make a scream, but he couldn't do anything.

He confronted the leader of this pure-blood wolf clan.

After a few rounds of fighting between the two sides, he realized that this person was extremely powerful, and even he had to concentrate on dealing with it.

"Chief Giuliano, long time no see."

There was a ferocious smile on the werewolf's face: "I didn't expect such a day to come, did I?"

This is a well-known centurion of the Salerno family. Giuliano had conflicts with him when he was young. The fuse was Cellinina's mother.

"Giuliano, damn you, I already knew it was a complete mistake to give Luna to you. She died of illness after only a few years of marriage? Luna has always been in good health. How did you abuse her to let her Ended up like this."

Giuliano had no idea of ​​nonsense, the sharp long sword extended out the sword light of Mich, this two-handed sword was extremely powerful in his hands, the ordinary elite werewolf would separate the corpse with one blow, but the opponent was able to deal with it with ease .

"Hey, you are in a hurry, but what can you do? The more impatient you are, the less likely you are to defeat me. I want you to watch all your people die. This is what you deserve."

The werewolf sneered and mocked.

He is very clear that if the two sides are serious and one-on-one, he will not be Giuliano's opponent, but the problem is that he is not in a one-on-one state right now, and he only needs to hold Giuliano.

"I want you to repent in hell!"

But right now.

Sharp white claws came out from his back.

The red heart is still beating hard.

He tried to turn around to see clearly who had sneaked up on him, and finally, he met a pair of calm eyes.

Long green hair and one horn, with a chilly ghostly aura so thick that it seemed to condense into substance.

Prajna and Giuliano looked at each other, and whispered: "My lord ordered me to support you, it seems that I came at the right time."

Giuliano felt his nose wet, and he was moved by the sudden arrival of reinforcements at such a desperate moment. Even though his city was deep, he was a little moved for a while.

"Many, thank you, Ms. Prajna."

"The famous Yao Knight only has this strength?"

Francesco the Ripper's sneer came from all sides of the auditorium.

There is no doubt about the lethality of the holy gun against dark creatures. Even if Francesco's hard power is higher than that of Jeanna, if he is really hit by Jeanne in the state of the holy body, he will not get the slightest benefit.

But the problem is that the Holy Lance, which has the characteristic of being sure to hit, can't hit Francesco's body at all.

One after another, Francesco wearing weird clown masks emerged from the darkness and rushed towards Jeanne. Each avatar had a physical existence, and on the surface, it was no different from his main body.

Coupled with the world constructed by the flag of duel, the rules are naturally biased towards the opponent.

Even Jeanna's Holy Spear, it is difficult to trace the source and kill Francesco who is hiding under so many obstacles.

"If that's the case, then I'm afraid I have to think about how to include the famous Yao Knight in the dark world in my record."

He sneered on his lips, but he didn't relax at all.

He could feel the power of the Holy Lance, and his avatar was at the level of an ordinary centurion, and would turn into fly ash when touched by the Holy Lance.

Trash talk is just a tactic, and anyone who takes it seriously is really stupid.

(End of this chapter)